I’m sorry we became strangers. Does the moonlight still make you sad? Always swore it had the power to hurt us, but I think you were too afraid of being alone. Do your hands still shake when lightening strikes? What numbs out the sound for you? I can’t bring myself to guess, but if I did, I’m sure I’d be right. You’re probably reaching out for people through the spaces in between stars to fill the void. Waving at strangers to see if they know you- I guess I no longer do. Maybe I don’t actually miss these things. Maybe I just miss being a landing spot for your sense of safety. Maybe we were never meant to stay friends. Maybe I was just a light in the dark, after all. -AMT ©️